Job 2
1 On another day the sons of God came to present themselves before the LORD, and Satan also came with them to present himself before Him.
Ankò, yon jou te rive lè fis a Bondye yo te vin prezante yo devan SENYÈ a, e Satan osi te vin prezante li menm devan SENYÈ a.
2 “Where have you come from?” said the LORD to Satan. “From roaming through the earth,” he replied, “and walking back and forth in it.”
SENYÈ a te di a Satan: “Kibò ou sòti?” Satan te reponn SENYÈ a epi te di: “Soti pwomennen sou latè, e te mache toupatou sou li.”
3 Then the LORD said to Satan, “Have you considered My servant Job? For there is no one on earth like him, a man who is blameless and upright, who fears God and shuns evil. He still retains his integrity, even though you incited Me against him to ruin him without cause.”
SENYÈ a te di a Satan: “Èske ou te remake sèvitè Mwen an, Job? Paske nanpwen okenn moun tankou li sou latè, yon nonm san repwòch e dwat ki gen lakrent Bondye, e ki vire kite tout mal. Epi li toujou kenbe rèd ak entegrite li, malgre ou te eksite Mwen kont li san koz.”
4 “Skin for skin!” Satan replied. “A man will give up all he owns in exchange for his life.
Satan te reponn SENYÈ a. Li te di: “Chè pou chè! Wi, tout sa yon nonm genyen, li va bay pou lavi li.
5 But stretch out Your hand and strike his flesh and bones, and he will surely curse You to Your face.”
Malgre sa, lonje men Ou koulye a e touche zo li avèk chè li. Li va modi Ou devan figi Ou.”
6 “Very well,” said the LORD to Satan. “He is in your hands, but you must spare his life.”
Konsa, SENYÈ a te di a Satan: “Gade byen, li nan pouvwa ou. Sèlman konsève lavi li.”
7 So Satan went out from the presence of the LORD and infected Job with terrible boils from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head.
Konsa, Satan te sòti nan prezans SENYÈ a e te frape Job avèk abse ak maleng soti anba pye li jis rive sou kwòn tèt li.
8 And Job took a piece of broken pottery to scrape himself as he sat among the ashes.
Job te pran yon mòso cha kanari pou grate kò l pandan li te chita nan mitan sann yo.
9 Then Job’s wife said to him, “Do you still retain your integrity? Curse God and die!”
Epi madanm li te di l: “Èske ou toujou kenbe rèd a entegrite ou a? Modi Bondye e mouri!”
10 “You speak as a foolish woman speaks,” he told her. “Should we accept from God only good and not adversity?” In all this, Job did not sin in what he said.
Men li te di li: “Ou pale kon youn nan fanm san konprann. Èske anverite nou va aksepte sa ki bon nan men Bondye, e pa aksepte sa ki mal?” Nan tout sa, Job pa t peche avèk bouch li.
11 Now when Job’s three friends—Eliphaz the Temanite, Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite—heard about all this adversity that had come upon him, each of them came from his home, and they met together to go and sympathize with Job and comfort him.
Alò, lè twa zanmi a Job yo te tande tout malè ki te rive li yo, yo te vini yo chak sòti nan pwòp plas yo, Éliphaz, Temanit lan, Bildad, Souachyen an ak Tsophar, Naamatit la. Yo te òganize yon randevou ansanm pou vini fè konsolasyon avèk li, e bay li rekonfò.
12 When they lifted up their eyes from afar, they could barely recognize Job. They began to weep aloud, and each man tore his robe and threw dust in the air over his head.
Lè yo te leve zye yo a distans, yo pa t rekonèt li; yo te leve vwa yo anlè e te kriye. Yo chak te chire rad yo, e yo te jete pousyè sou tèt yo vè syèl la.
13 Then they sat on the ground with him for seven days and seven nights, but no one spoke a word to him because they saw how intense his suffering was.
Konsa, yo te chita atè avèk li pandan sèt jou ak sèt nwit san pèsòn pa t pale yon mo ak li, paske yo te wè ke doulè li te tèlman gran.
